Microdosing Mounjaro

We waited three hours in the rain for Ceres Pizza in NYC. It was $115. There were time slots being screamed like we were at JFK, and we left with two pizzas, five people, and zero slices to spare for the poor man who tried to Venmo us. This is the energy I left New York with—and then flew straight to Scandinavia.In this unfiltered episode, I’m taking you through my chaotic, gorgeous, hormonally regulated European birthday tour for my husband across Norway, Denmark, Sweden, Czech Republic, Austria, and Hungary—all while microdosing Mounjaro.No migraines. No sinus infections. No sugar spirals. Just schnapps, goulash, beer, and 20,000 steps a day in platform sneakers. We peed in floor-to-ceiling glass bathrooms, swam in fjords, and I was recognized by Family Karma fans in Aurland, Norway (a North Carolina supermodel couple, obviously).I share my full Mounjaro update—how I lost 9 lbs of inflammation and water weight, cleared the food noise, slept like I astral projected, and didn’t even want dessert in Europe. My period showed up on cue (because she always vacations with me), but for the first time in years? No migraine. No histamine meltdown.And because I have too much to say and too many opinions to gatekeep, I’m launching a curated travel + wellness blog—a chaotic guide to food, culture, hormones, luxury, and how to survive Europe with a carry-on and cortisol. You’re welcome.I’m also heading straight from this trip into stand-up shows, because apparently I enjoy exhaustion. Let’s get into it.Funny podcast girls comedy female millennial mounjaro Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.